Chapter 890: People Are Better Than Flowers

The old man smelled the scent of chicken thighs from afar, he stiffened a carp, stroked his beard, squinted and sniffed hard, and his mouth chirped: "It's so fragrant!" ”

Xiaotian shouted happily at his feet, rushed to the door, and wagged his tail vigorously.

Seeing this, the old man smiled and said, "It should be the stinky boy and the little pear who are back." ”

After the words fell, Ning Yuchu and Tang Li appeared outside the door together.

The old man of Tianguang immediately jumped out of bed and ran over with his shoes on: "What about the chicken legs?" Hand it over. ”

Ning Yuchu lifted the bag and avoided the old man's robbery: "If you want to eat, rely on your ability." ”

The old man snorted lightly, hooked his fists with both hands, and rushed to the bag.

Ning Yuchu raised his hand to block, and soon the two fought.

In a burst of ping-pong, Tang Li handed the bag in his left hand to Qingqiu: "You and Fufeng love to eat chestnuts." ”

Qingqiu happily took it: "The slave will take it and share it with the smoked wind." ”

Tang Li nodded with a smile, her soft tail wrapped around her legs, she lowered her head and squatted down, and nodded her nose with a smile: "Don't worry, you have a share." ”

She said as she pulled it out of the bag in her right hand, "This is a reward for helping you find classmate Luo yesterday." ”

A big oily chicken leg appeared in front of Xiao Tian.

Xiao Tian excitedly chased his tail and spun it around twice.

Tang Liwaner handed it over: "Eat." ”

When Xiaotian grabbed the chicken leg in his mouth, the old man of Tianguang grabbed Ning Yuchu's arm, stretched his neck, and shook his head perfectly in his grip on the chicken leg, and the person took off and landed firmly on the table.

He bit off a large mouthful of meat, and shook his index finger at Ning Yuchu: "Although your martial arts have improved a lot, you are still not the opponent of the old man." ”

Ning Yuchu never thought that he would win the old man, and if he could make a few more moves under his hands, he would be satisfied.

Tang Li stroked Xiao Tian's head and said to Ning Yuchu: "Xiao Tian has a keen sense of smell, I want to train it." ”

Ning Yuchu looked at Xiao Tian, who immediately pricked up his ears when he heard his name, and raised his eyebrows: "Okay, you say, Lord cooperates." ”

As a result, the morning training of the Little Demon King and the Four Great Demons added Tang Li and Xiaotian.

After the old man Tianguang led them to practice in the morning, he taught Zong Rui alone, and the little demon king cultivated the Ming Heart Technique by himself, and practiced Huaquan Boxing.

Tang Li taught Xiaotian to sit, hold, stand, come, shake hands, call, set, shake hands, and take holds.

With the acceptance of Xiaotian, more difficult commands will be added.

Time flies and fills.

After Luo Nanqing got his father's consent from that day, he let go of his worries and became much more relaxed.

At this time, he was idle and ready to write down the verses that inspired him today.

He had just prepared the ink strip when there was a knock on the door.

He didn't raise his head and said, "Come in." ”

The door was pushed open, and the light purple gouache gauze skirt cascaded over the threshold, draping silkily over the delicate vamp.

A faint fragrance wafted into the quiet room with the fresh breeze pouring in.

Luo Nanqing paused his fingertips and continued to add water to the inkstone.

"Why are you here?"

Before she could say anything, he knew that she was coming, and Shen Yu felt a secret joy in his heart.

"I'm done with my homework for the day, and I'll come and see you when I'm free."

She walked over to his desk, took the ink strip, and expertly grinded it for him.

Her fingers were white and delicate, and they were lined with ink stripes that became whiter and more glowing.

Standing in front of the window, the breeze blowing the hair that fell on her shoulders, red lips and black hair, people are more delicate than flowers.

Luo Nanqing was slightly distracted when she wrote, but she told herself soberly that since his academic affairs were solved, then she and her own affairs must be discussed as soon as possible.